When I was sixteen years old, my mother gave birth to my wonderful baby (half) brother Connor Matthew. When he was a few months old, he was enrolled into Bright Start Daycare and Nursery, the very same place my younger brother Justin had gone to preschool. About a year later, I was in dire need of a job and my brother’s daycare was hiring. At the time, it seemed like an easy job. I figured I would basically be getting paid to babysit adorable children and maybe change a dirty diaper here and there. However, that was not exactly the case..
Don’t ever let anyone tell you that working with small children is an “easy” job, because you will be in for a big surprise. Sure, having two or even three small children can be considered challenging but bearable. Just picture having a room full of tiny wild animals that are almost impossible to tame – although a bit dramatic, sometimes it may feel that way. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love children, but working at a daycare where I’m required to be around them five days a week has made me thankful that by 6 pm, they go home with their parents instead of me. I’ve been working there for almost a year now and I feel it has had an incredible impact in my life; for the most part, it’s a positive impact. This blog has been dedicated to document the very real and very true encounters I have at Bright Start.
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